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Locke, David Ross, 1833-1888 [1872], The struggles (social, financial and political) of Petroleum V. Nasby... embracing his trials and troubles, ups and downs, rejoicings and wailings; likewise his views of men and things; together with the lectures Cussed be Canaan, The struggles of a conservative with the woman question, and In search of the man of sin. With an introduction by Hon. Charles Sumner. Illustrated by Thomas Nast... (I. N. Richardson and Company, Boston) [word count] [eaf635T]. To look up a word in a dictionary, select the word with your mouse and press 'd' on your keyboard.
I've come to a conclooshen. I'm satisfied that Pennsilvany, Ohio! Pensilvany! Indiana! Pennsilvany is cussid, Ohio is cusseder, but Indiana is Weep, O my people, for lo! the hind sites is knocked off us! Gnash yer teeth, for the states we counted on the most hev Tear yer hair, for Voorhees is beat.
Throw ashes on yer head, for little Sam Cox is gone up. Array yerself in shoddy, for we're all gone up. Ef sich is done in the green tree, wat will it be in the dry? I am a fountain uv lamentations — they run from me ez doth Can we look to the South for comfort? Nay, verily. For Atlanta is gone, and Lee rageth in vain, and Early is And Linkin, and Grant, and Sherman, and Sheridan are laffin But their mirth is our wo, their meat is our pizen. Can we look to the North? Not any; for that is a Sahara Wher is the post-offisis? Wher is the collektorships, and To the East we stretch our hands, and Maine ansers, “'Ror To the West we turn, and Indiana pops it to us to the tune We bought revolvers in that State, and lo! we committid We are a dove, a peace dove, shoved out uv the political ark. And the deluge uv Ablishnism rageth wildly, and shows no And we are weary, but kin find no place to rest our foot. Bestir thyself, O Lee! if yoo wood save us in November. On yoo we bet our pile; yoo are our anker and our cheefest We preech in vane that the war is a failure, while yoo are Be valiant, for gold is goin down, and goods is goin with it, Whale Grant jist wunst, and give us wun more chance. Lift us out uv the pit into wich we hev fallen — give us Then will our wailins be turned to joy, and our lamentations Paster uv sed Church, in charge.
Locke, David Ross, 1833-1888 [1872], The struggles (social, financial and political) of Petroleum V. Nasby... embracing his trials and troubles, ups and downs, rejoicings and wailings; likewise his views of men and things; together with the lectures Cussed be Canaan, The struggles of a conservative with the woman question, and In search of the man of sin. With an introduction by Hon. Charles Sumner. Illustrated by Thomas Nast... (I. N. Richardson and Company, Boston) [word count] [eaf635T]. |